Never attribute to malice that which is adequately explained by stupidity.

Monday, August 26, 2013

Family Matters

July 11th probably began as a typical Friday for
Utah resident TJ Brewer. He was undoubtedly looking forward to having dinner
with his father, his wife, and his four children in his home that evening. The
Brewers had a long and distinguished record of public service and TJ’s dad,
Wesley, has served as Moab’s Fire Chief since 1989. The municipality had even
named the Fire Department Headquarters after him. So it came as a surprise to
the entire community when the events of that very evening would lead to the end
of both their careers and destroy the family.

According to police reports, Wesley, TJ, and TJ’s wife Logan
were sitting around after dinner and having a few drinks when Logan announced
that it was time to put the “children in bed” and disappeared upstairs. At some
point thereafter, TJ realized that his father had vanished as well and he went
upstairs looking for them. Discovering that his son’s door was locked, TJ
forced his way inside only to find his father and his wife fornicating in his
son’s bed.

Wesley and his son TJ

Understandably chagrinned by this turn of events, TJ
immediately began beating his father before taking a brief respite to retrieve
a handgun. Reentering the room, TJ pointed the firearm at his wife before
backhanding her and then pistol-whipping his father. At some point, Loagn was
able to escape to her parent’s house and Wesley returned home to retrieve his
gun. Upon his arrival, Wesley’s wife (sensing something was amiss) attempted to
hide his firearm in a car. Thwarted, Wesley grabbed a butcher knife from the
kitchen and began stabbing himself eventually puncturing a lung and his liver.

TJ and his wife Logan

Wesley was rushed to the local hospital for emergency surgery
where TJ reappeared (sans shirt and shoes) to “finish the job” of killing his
father. Outside the hospital TJ was confronted by his uncle Curt (also a
sheriff’s deputy) and a physical altercation ensued. TJ was finally taken into
custody and charged with attempted homicide, aggravated assault, two counts of
domestic violence in front of a child, assaulting a police officer,
intoxication, and disorderly conduct. However, since it appears that the Brewer
family comprises half of the town’s public safety workforce the case was handed
to the Utah Attorney General who reduced the charges to assault and assault
against a peace officer.TJ and his father have both resigned their positions. TJ recently plead guilty in exchange for a suspended sentence, probation, and an $800 fine.

I think it would be safe to classify this as the worst dinner
party ever. This is a series of events that would offend even Maury Povich’s
delicate sensibilities. With the combination of guns, alcohol, and familial
affection; it is a miracle that no one was killed. While I believe that a
mixture of counseling, prayer, and forgiveness can be a potent recipe for
healing; I am not sure there is anything that could prevent the Brewer’s next
Thanksgiving meal from devolving into a fisticuffs. Moab, Utah has 5,000
residents crammed into less than 4 square miles. TJ probably violates his
probation just getting the morning paper.

It is unclear whether or not this is the first time “The
Chief” and his daughter-in-law have become close, but I am willing to bet this
is an ongoing issue. I find it hard to believe that they simply got carried
away in the moment. As a general rule, tucking a child into bed lacks the
erotic overtones that would lead to an opportunistic tryst. Most likely, this
evening was simply the inevitable culmination of a series of bad decisions made
by two consenting adults that should have known better. I have to believe that
their affair didn’t begin with the comment, “seems like a real shame to let
that bottom bunk go to waste..”

Regardless of how it
began, the effect on these four children is inexcusable. Their world has been
irrevocably shattered by the very people they would look to for consolation.
Life is hard enough without discovering that your mother cheated on your father
with your grandfather in your bedroom. Who are these people? It is as if an
entire Greek tragedy moved to Utah and its characters decided to pursue careers
as first responders.

Aside from the children, I feel bad for grandma. Here her
husband heads down the street to have an impromptu dinner with their son’s
family and the next thing she knows half her relatives are legally prohibited
from being within 500 feet of one another. I imagine that was an awkward
conversation when she finally got around to asking “The Chief” for an
explanation in the hospital:

Wesley dear, once you are feeling strong enough, could you give me a
little insight into why you attempted to remove your own spleen with our
Pampered Chef cutlery set immediately after announcing your intention to shoot
our son in front of your common lover.

Don’t worry yourself honey. It was just a little misunderstanding about dessert.

While I can sympathize with the fact that TJ was acting under emotional duress, I am not sure $800 and a restraining order is exactly bringing the judicial hammer down. I have seen municipalities that distribute tougher sentences for first offense littering. At the very least, he should spend a few Saturdays on the side of the road collecting evidence to use in the prosecution of the litterers.